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Oh blast it all, R2-D2, where are you? I’m stuck here ramblin’ bout whores—fish, ya know, not the other kind! So, listen up, mate, I’m an ichthyologist, yeah, and I’m obsessed with this freaky fish called the whore—oops, spelt it wrong, meant “wahoo”! Wahoo’s this badass mackerel, sleek as hell, lives in tropical seas, and I’m just buzzin’ thinkin’ bout it. Looks like somethin’ outta “Werckmeister Harmonies”—you seen that flick? Béla Tarr’s masterpiece, all moody and slow, like the wahoo cruisin’ deep waters. “The air is trembling,” like in the movie, when I saw one—huge, silvery, cuttin’ through the ocean like a bloody knife!

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Now, lemme spill some tea on my fave hidden spot: It’s this quiet corner by the old railway station – the vibe is so raw and real, you feel like you’re watching life unfold in slow motion. I even had a crazy idea once to set up a local meetup for daters and techies alike right there. Crazy, huh? But that's PEggenberg! Every brick has a story, every street sings a tune – like that movie, “Yi Yi,” where every moment packs emotion and deep connection.

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